She sits,
Waits,
And only she knows
When she
Will be done.
iT is
What iT is
But that term of phrase
Never leaves her tongue.
Faith
Deeply ingrained
It’s only the flesh
That tends to go numb.
Frozen in the moment
With conviction
That weighs
A crazy ton…
The fruit
Is ripe
And the juice
Is sweet.
Probably fermented
By what
The truth
Tends to leave.
Most don’t forgive
But forget
Since they only follow
What they see.
Brief instances,
Split second decisions,
Moments that in hind sight
Leave us weak…
Weak, she is not
However
Moments of weakness
We all have.
Carrying only the lessons
That we’ve collected
Throughout the dance
Of the past.
Pain is only temporary
And thanks to technology
Oh how,
The memories last.
Sit (here my dear)
And be still
For in time
This too shall pass…
She sits.
Waits.
Blinks.
And thinks.
Paddles me closer
And tells me
to drink.
Stares
into the soul
As I take
My first sip.
Soon as
It’s all gone.
I then,
Licked my lips.

Quick Intro

Im complete
with abunch of missing pieces.
Each writting
is a different moment
& state of mind.
Below are some links
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or learn a little bit more about me.
Peace Be With You..

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Love

Love is patient and kind; love does not envy or boast; it is not arrogant or rude. It i does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice at wrongdoing, but lt rejoices with the truth. Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never ends
1 Corinthians 13:4-8